The Search for Gold

He was hesitant going into the mines he stumbled across. Wondering how dangerous they may be and getting hurt if anything gave loose. He stood at the entrance looking into the darkness of the mine's entrance. He was ready to find collective things, but he was weary of going on there. If he got lost or hurt how would he call for help?

Shaking the thoughts away the male headed inside, traveling carefully. For a long while the main shaft was clear of anything collectable, so he moved deeper until he found one of the bunks, slipping inside to see if he could find anything.

"Talk." & 'Think.'